My week long love affair with SCOTLAND

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images-1Scotland …. It was unexpected, rough, temperamental, exhilarating, wild, magical and free. The land of men in skirts, diverse natural landscapes, 5 seasons in one day,  bagpipes, haggis, enough interesting history to satiate any historian, and accents you either can’t understand or fall in love with. Being a teacher I have AMAZING holidays, and teaching in London it feels like I’m always on holidays for a week here or there. Last minute plans needed to be made and Scotland won this weeks adventuring. I got even more excited about my trip the day after I booked it….I met a Scottish-man whom I became slightly infatuated by…his accent, love for the outdoors, sense of humour and athleticism at a ping pong table made me a little weak at the knees. Sadly my love affair was not with him! During our brief encounter I mentioned I was off on a trip to his homeland and proceeded to wrangle as much ‘useful’ information as I could get about places to go and things to do. His advice sent me further than initially planned and it ended up being one of the most diverse weeks of travel to that date.

Considering I booked only a week in advance I managed £50 return flights with Ryanair and a day before car rental booking through Hertz for 7 days at £80.

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View of Edinburgh Castle from Castle Rock Hostel

Arriving into Edinburgh airport I went to the Information centre (the ladies were lovely) and booked a return bus ticket using Airlink for £7 dropping me right in the heart of Edinburgh city and a short walk to my Hostel. One of the best hostels I’ve ever stayed in; Castle Rock Hostel is located at the bottom of Edinburgh castle…the view from my bedroom window went a little like this…..

I stayed in a 10 bed mixed dorm on the top bunk with NO snorers. Each room in the hostel is themed and my Scottish movies themed room suited me perfectly. I love wandering the streets to get a feel for any new city but brought along a small map from the hostel to help find my way back.

My wanderings led me along the Royal Mile where I stopped in on St Giles Cathedral to admire the stained glass windows and sit in on choir practice that was taking place.

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St Giles Cathedral

I continued up to Carlton Hill overlooking Arthur’s Seat. From up there you can enter an observatory, climb onto the base of the Greek style pillars known as the National Monument…be warned you need to be at least 7 foot tall to actually climb onto them or have a buddy….I managed with an old faithful run and leap with a scramble up method.  I decided to sit and take advantage of the sunshine and stayed to watch the sun start to set as I read my book overlooking the city and last people wandering down from Arthur’s Seat.

Night number one I picked up random conversations in the hostel and an hour later I found myself along with about 35 others on a free pub crawl around Edinburgh city centre. Stop #1 was Frankensteins; with its funky cocktails and a full stage like production of its name sake….suddenly there was a Frankenstein being created and coming to life above our heads. Later I took a night stroll of the streets of Edinburgh walking past the closed up Elephant Cafe where J.K. Rowlings sat down to write some of the Happy Potter series.

I rose early enough to take a free morning walking tour around the city centre. My guide was a fellow Australian with a loud personality and a passion for the theatrics. I learnt: buildings aren’t always as they appear from the outside, shiny statues don’t always bring you good luck and fortune, and the way a horses legs are visible with a rider atop is how the man atop came to his death. I saw graveyards full of Harry Potter character such as Tom Riddles…Voldermort finally in the grave! I also saw the statue of the famous dog of Edinburgh; Greyfriars Bobby, known for his loyalty as he stayed by his owners grave for 14 years until he met his own final sleep.

After the tour I enjoyed my packed lunch overlooking the historical execution square in Grassmarket then found a balcony to overlook the colourful buildings of Victoria Street.

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IMG_3296.JPG That afternoon I took my time to see as many nooks and crannies of Edinburgh Castle as I could in the four hours before it closed. Useful tip….Discounted tickets are available if you buy multi-day passes, they work out a lot cheaper if you are going to a few castles or historical sites around Scotland. The signs around the castle are great to read but I grabbed an Audio tour to get all the extra goodies and keep me engaged.

My second night in Edinburgh I thought my hostel was about to be ripped from the ground and carried away like Dorothy and Toto to the land of Oz! The strong wind shook and rattled the wooden window panels throughout the night like one hundred 2 year olds chucking a tantrum altogether! Waking the next morning it was time to use my return bus ticket to the airport and pick up my little four wheeled beast and hit the road. It needs to be noted that I used my phone as a GPS in Scotland, but the road signage everywhere is AMAZING!

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Here we go…5 days on the open road with no plans….

Day number one I started with another of many castles; Stirling Castle. It was here I find out about the discounted ticket deal.

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View from one of the castles peepholes

Afterwards I took stop number one of my Outlander series scavenger hunt. Doune Castle was used for the filming of the castle Leoch of the Mackenzie Clan. In its current real life state it is much older and worn than they have made it appear on television, it was interesting to see the small exhibition with now and ‘TV show’ images for comparison.

Just outside of Fort William I stayed overnight in Glen Nevis hostel at the foot of Ben Nevis. My room looked out at the Glen Nevis range and along the river which had carved mushrooms along the waterside.

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Some of the many views I had along my drive

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IMG_3306.JPG The following day it was raining so I had a late start and instead of hiking mountains today in the rain; I began my drive towards Skye via Glenfinnen.  I stopped at the towns visitors centre opposite Loch Shiel and took a short walk from the car park along a gravel pathway to find the Glenfinnen Viaduct. The Viaduct was used as a filming location for the 2nd Harry potter film when Harry and Ron are driving the blue flying car to catch up with the Hogwarts express.

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You can walk right up to, under and almost along the side of the top of the viaduct trainline. I really wanted the do the Jacobite railway from Fort William to Mallaig that runs this length of track but I was a month too early.  Back on Loch Shiel the memorial monument to the Jacobites can be found where Bonny Prince Charlie first called the Jacobites to arms.

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I continued towards the Isle of Skye via Calmac ferries at Mallaig, and for myself and the car it was £29.05. I only got a one way because I wanted to drive back towards Inverness over the bridge located on the other side of the Isle.

The weather on Skye was a lot more extreme than I imagined. Most days; experiencing 5 weather types within 5 minutes being completely normal…..sunshine, rain, fog, wind, hail, and snow all made appearances.

For three nights I stayed in a Backpackers Hostel central to Portree main village, located right down on an inlet bay with boats chilling in the muds of low tide. You can pretty much walk the town in five minutes so I was staying in prime real estate.

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Portree Harbour

For my first full day I went on a solo mission out to find the Fairy Pools. The drive out was beautiful and I loved the freedom to stop and get out for photography whenever the roadside allowed. The roads to get to the pools is fairly well marked but once you get to the car park you are on your own to cross the paddock and walk up to the pools.

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IMG_3310.JPG I walked a little further than the main pools wondering if I would come across more but turned back as I watched the surrounds mountain-line become darker and darker over the fairy pools, and the storm whirl in at full charge. I made it back to the car 5 minutes after it hit and I sat in the car for about 15 minutes thawing out before I decided it would be safe to leave the car park in the thrashing wind and rain downpour. As I was leaving the car park dripping wet hitch hikers were thumbing it so I popped the boot and crammed them in too. For the rest of the day imagine rain, shotty reception in the hostel, and a lonely Australian girl sitting with her IPad and notepad with a pint of beer at the local pub.

My second full day on Skye I found companions from the Hostel to venture out into the wilderness with. A small island girl from Canada on a month long UK trip, and Florence; an English and Dutch teacher from Belgium. The weather was showing no sign of clearing from cold, windy, foggy rain but with time restraints we pushed on …. An hour of walking uphill with nothing but the occasional outline to head towards we made it up to the base of the Old Man of Storr. The walk up had one main path for the most part, but closer to the top the number of smaller paths to choose from meant we were mostly guessing; at one stage making a short scramble up some slippery shale. Trying to get this photograph at the highest point we reached I think all three of us almost blew off the side of the ridge-line and into the fog.

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IMG_3316.JPGKilt Rock was stop number two.  It’s a sight I had seen pop up on Pinterest for a long time and finally seeing it you know why it is so popular.  The fall was smaller than I imagined but non the less impressive and due to the rain had an extra kick to it. The surrounding landscape along the coast is breathtaking, with its sheer drops and multitude of colours accentuated by the weather.

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Stop three: The Fairy Glen was HARD to find with zero sign postage. When we actually arrived we didn’t even know we were there. It wasnt until we investigated a small track leading up behind some trees that we found it.  Hiking up and over the small hill we found ourselves looking out over the Glen.  It’s hard to put into words what you see in the Glen and the photos certainly don’t do it justice, but in one word I would say it was MAGICAL.  Rock spirals leading to a mound of coins and treasure left behind.  There were many waterfalls and a path leading to a rock fortress lookout where you could search for fairies, nymphs or any other magical creature you think you could spot in such a magical place.

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The drive around Skye does not take more than a few hours but there are so many beautiful and magical places to see, you could spend a lot more than the two and a half days I had.  One last beauty I wanted to share from the Isle was The Quiraing. The drive along this stretch of the Isle is narrow,  windy, and the view on both sides is packed full of weird and wonderful rock formations.

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My time was running low and I still had a long way to go, so from Skye I drove the scenic route over Skye bridge towards Inverness. I had much planned for my time here and it needed to jump right on in.  Back on track now with my Outlander tour, I went to visit Clava Carne first.  These stone circles and Carnes holds as much mystery as many others around the world but this specific one was used as the inspiration and filming for when Clare goes back in time.

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Just around the corner from the Carne you can find the historic battleground and museum of Culloden.  In April 1746, Culloden moor saw clans from around the Highlands join together with Jacobite supporters for Scotland and Prince Charles to fight and ultimately lose against the Duke of Cumberland and his troops.  The results from this loss led to many devastating changes for Highland society.  Chiefs were deprived of their legal powers and clansmen of their weapons.  Most notable was the ban of kilts and tartan; a highlanders outer identity.

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Urquhart Castle

My last stop for the day was a visit to Urquhart Castle on the banks of Loch Ness.  Walking down to the castle I could hear bagpipes and upon entry I had the honor of witnessing a wedding taking place.  Once one of the largest castles in Scotland, its ruins still leave an impression of grandeur.  Up in what is left of the tower I took some time to scan the waters for Nessie the monster, but alas she still evades me.

A sort half hour drive from Inverness is Fort George. As I reached the end of my driving directions I couldn’t see anything but a rolling grassy hill with glimpses of water around. The fort is almost invisible until you are entering the car park.  Perfectly camouflaged, this Fort is known as one of the mightiest artillery fortifications in Britain. I spent the afternoon wandering the ins and outs of the accessible sections and felt all alone apart from the occasional soldier walking by and the mass of seagulls soaring and squawking around.

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My last afternoon and night I wandered the town of Inverness, heading into the Victorian Market, walked along the river looking yup at the Castle and finally into the Waterfront for dinner and a pint.  Jacobite Chicken with haggis …I’d never had haggis and it was the anniversary of the Battle of Culloden; so I felt the name deserved at least a try.  I stayed for a few drinks when a live Scottish band started playing.

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My last day in Scotland started in Inverness with my last lavish breakfast from Shella my B&B owner of Invernevis B&B, a 10 minute walk into the centre of Inverness to print my boarding pass at the information centre, then I was on the road again. My little wee beastie and I needed to get to Edinburgh again to part ways, her to stay at the airport to await her next and not as cool driver, and me to fly back to London for work. The drive back was fairly uneventful but I took the route through Cairnwood National Park via Aviemore. In Aviemore I took a drive up to the ski hill to look out through the National Park. It is a beautiful view in its own right with the different layers of colour and the large moor below, but I had to try and not compare it to the landscapes from the rest of the trip. There was actually still snow on the hills and skiers and snowboarders were busy squeezing in their last turns for the season.

After a fantastic week of history and sightseeing, I left my love affair with Scotland for the loud sights and sounds of my home in London.

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Fernie Fun Finally – The End of 2014 Canadian Adventure

We drove towards Fernie with every intention of leaving after three days to pop up to Banff before flying out of Calgary. Imi had lived in Fernie for five years, so her pull towards the town is stronger than mine (friends still there). But as we got closer, everything inside me screamed happiness. It wasn’t until we actually pulled into Kelly’s driveway that I turned to Imi and calmly informed her that we wouldn’t be making it to Banff this trip (she had been there before so no skin off her nose).

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We settled into our den, unpacked the essentials and tested that our fold down bed would support the both of us and we were off. Introductions and reunions were quickly made, and I felt at home as part of the Fernie family once again. Kelly, Hannah, Rob, and Imi would be the key players in helping to make Fernie the best and most action packed part of this Canadian roadtrip.

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We got straight into Summer living, heading out to Coal Creek for some rock jumping and sun baking. Rock jumping never seems scary until you’re standing right on the very edge (like many things in life). It was Rob, the husky voiced musician/snowboard instructor from Ireland, that showed us ladies how it was done, smashing out a classy breakaway backflip.

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Fernie is Freedom. Freedom to express yourself, freedom in nature, freedom in activities and in lifestyle. It is a place that opens the soul and relaxes you into doing things you have previously told yourself you didn’t want to do or couldn’t do. One example for me is trail riding on a mountain bike. I’m not the most coordinated person on a bike…. I tried it for the first time several years ago in Fernie with an old friend. He took me on a trail far too advanced for both my ability and confidence! As a result of that, for many years the thought of trail riding scared the crap out of me. Back home my brother has started to get more serious about his mountain biking, so took me on some trails around Jindabyne in NSW Snowy Mountains. It was a massive confidence boost and I ended up really loving it. So, seeing as 2014 is all about saying yes to new adventures, and Fernies Summer activity IS mountain biking….I pumped myself up to try it again in Fernie.

We rented some amazing bikes from the guys at Gear Hub and climbed the hills up to Ridgemont. For the next few hours we slogged our way uphill, downhill, back up, down stitch backs, tackling blue runs. I pushed my comfort barriers, sweated like never before, and learnt that turning left is just as hard as Zoolander makes it out to be! I had my first fall of many within minutes of starting downhill. Raised bridge as wide as me….Imi forgot to mention that speed was my friend… I was down…landed in a tree and received a bruise that went from mid thigh up to mid buttocks! Next was a head first dive over the handlebars after hitting a rock …. This one left me with bruises up the arm, a sore wrist, a bent up ring and a hole in my finger. I then managed to wrap my bike around myself and bruised thighs, knees and somehow under my arm! We laughed so loud and so often that people commented upon meeting us further on the trail. It was amazing and I can’t wait to get back on a bike trail again.

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These wouldn’t be my only biking injuries for the trip…..
Walking my bike down 2nd Ave with the group, I went to sit on the middle bar when I over balance and fell on top of it in the middle of the pathway. As I landed on the bike, the side of my face landed right into the side of the handle bar….after a quick intake to ask if I still had all my teeth (all good ma), my numb jaw wouldn’t open too far as the swelling started. After a minute the giggles started and turned into hysteric laughter at the stupidness of my actions and unbeleivability of how it actually came about….
And lastly, during an attempted beer pass off while peddling into town, I hit the wrong brake and launched myself over the handle bars landing in the middle of the road about 10 metres away from my bike.  It’s probably safe to say I’m not a bike person but I wouldn’t have changed any of the spills. But I will be adding the last two to my list of “what the..?!” moments.

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Our next adventure was a drive out to Island Lake. My first trip out there in the Summer and it was breathtaking. We took our time and cruised around the Lake Trail . The Island is home to three moose, a mumma and her two little ones….was a little sad they didn’t want to grace us with their presence. The pictures only give you an idea of how pretty it is out there. As you sit on the lake, you look up into the mountain and see the areas used for cat skiing…..what I wouldn’t do to get back there and ski those bowls!

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In Fernie, there is never a dull moment, we filled the inbetween time with:
– Late night bonfires with guitar sing alongs and s’mores.
– Late night bike rides through town doing Supermans and wheelies
– Trips to the Brickhouse, Northern and The Royal for beverages and pool.
– A wobbly, group bike ride out to Alpine Trails to take a late night Hot Tub under the stars with drinks and music at Kelly’s friends house.
– Hang over mornings at Big Bang Bagel with Avo Launchers and hydrating smoothies
– A trip to the Art gallery on 2nd Ave to find a wedding present (photograph) for our friends to remind them of where they met and where their relationship took off.
– Group family dinner in Yamagoya Sushi
– Rainy afternoon movies
– Lounge room pillow and doona forts
– Mac and cheese night
– Late night games of sardines (bug kids hide and seek)

– Walks out to the old abandoned barn in town
– Gourmet picnics in the park

….. Just to name a few things

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Travelling and seeing new places is nothing without the people you meet and the experiences you have. Kelly introduced us to so many people in town that wanted to include us.

One such person was a guy that had every toy imaginable! 4×4, Boats, motorbikes, mountain bikes, snow mobiles, and quad bikes just to name a few. He took us 4x4ing and then let Imi and I drive his Quad bike up to and back from the “Microwave towers”. Thumb full throttle, puddles splashing us our legs, we charged along the trail. At the top of the mountain we lit a fire, drank peppermint hot chocolate, drove golf balls off the lookout, and embraced the scenery with our whole bodies.

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Our next new friend owned a wakeboarding boat. She took us out to Lake Koocanusa for an afternoon of water adventures. Water skiing for Imi and wake boarding for me. Kelly drove like a rockstar, and Rob looked like he was snowboarding on water. Lucy took the biggest wipeout of the day and Karina was clearing the wakes and making us all look like amateurs. We stayed in the lake for several hours, five of us taking turns in the water, until the light started to fade and a giant storm looked imminent.

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Our last day was a slow start….After a Big Bang refuel, Kelly decided that taking a swim in the river would be a fabulous idea (in reality it was only ever going to be the boys that would take the plunge). Kelly managed a splashing, while Hannah and Imi built up a small campfire on the side of the river. A cold, cloudy, and hungover fall day spent by a river came with Hannah’s camping pots, and a tin of Tim Hortons Hot Chocolate. Just as the first pot was boiled, Rob managed to split the whole pot with his Irish luck, the second pot was filled with leaves after Kelly tried to add a helping hand….we settled for the third luke warm pot of water after the wood burnt through and we lost a third of the pot to the fire! We really had done this before, I swear!

It was sad saying goodbye to Fernie again, I feel apart of me will always long to set my feet there for at least a few years. I said my goodbyes and we left town on a cloudy, dreary day to match my somber mood; starting our drive out to Calgary.

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Imi took the last leg of driving, having done the drive many times before. The must stop off on the one road out to Calgary is the Cinnamon Bear for their Cinnamon buns and hot chocolates! Our accommodation for our last night in Canada was lavish compared to our month of couches, floors, fold out beds, and bunk beds. A fluffy queen bed each which we instantly sprawled out across to all corners like stars. If you are ever looking for a last minute hotel to fly out of Calgary, be sure to hit up the Radisson Hotel & Conference Center Calgary. They have a restaurant and offer a shuttle to the airport. The price was half of places in the area like the Holiday Inns etc.

This marks the end to my 2014 Canadian Roadtrip and my 6th trip to Canada. A month long adventure with amazing people, creating lifelong memories and plenty of new experiences. From weddings and waterfights in Vancouver, Wineries and girlfriends in Kelowna, Comedians in Revelstoke, Art and Hippies in Nelson, to Mountain biking and Irish luck in Fernie.  Thanks to everyone involved, especially my partner in crime and sidekick Miss Imi. Canada you have reignited my love for you and I can’t wait to get back!

Pokhara

Arriving in Pokhara and getting to our accommodation seemed like a breeze. 100 rupees each between Kat, myself and Lava who ended up being on our bus from Chitwan. We were staying at the Hotel Travel Inn, a basic hotel that offered everything we needed, service was amazing, super clean rooms, for a base budget rate 🙂

Currently the 15th street festival in Pokhara is on…..tourists from around the world have flocked for New Years in on elf Nepals most amazing and beautiful cities. The views here are spectacular, mountains all around you 360 degrees of nature, and a giant lake to boot. We spent the afternoon cruising the street stalls and shops looking for anything and anything but nothing at the same time. Ended up having an early dinner and going for a drink at the well know Busy Bee Cafe where the beers were extortionate at 350 rupees!! Kat and I called it an early one as we had a special something to get up for in the morning.
We woke early to get ourselves sorted…. The trek we have decided on is a 5 night/6 day trek – Ghorepani-Ghandruk-Poon Hill (I even found a patch to add to my collection). The biggest thing we had to decide on was how much we wanted to spend and if we wanted to take a guide or try to hit the hills and brave them alone. We decided that we would probably get more out of the short trek and experience it a little more freely if we undertook it on our own. So off to get a Trekkers map, some gloves for Kat, some crocheted water bottle holders, and most importantly our trekking permits. We needed an Annapurna conservation area permit to enter the trekking tracks and a Timms permit to trek them all up for our permits we paid 3800 rupees each.

But the most exciting part of our day…. I got to experience what it feels like to fly … I assume its how birds feel 🙂 we went PARAGLIDING!!! Mountain Flyers. The feeling of being lifted up by the winds and looking around to see lake and snow capped mountains all around you was breathtaking and made me giggle at the same time. Having skydived before the experience is over before you know it as you sail slowly to the ground….it’s was like a meditation and then adrenalin rush mooshed together. My pilots name was Sebastian-from Switzerland this is his 25 year paragliding and made me feel comfy right off the bat explaining how we were about to run off a cliff and let the wind take us higher into the air. We spun and rose with soft beeps from his machine he had to let me know when we were ascending. He took me on a half hour whirlwind of ups and downs, spinning and cruising. To descend we went over the lake and he told me he was going to impress me. I felt like I was on a roller-coaster out of control and I’m perfect control, spinning so fast at times I felt we were going upside down, he finished by telling me it was better than an orgasm. Then cruising in before landing we came so close to the hill side I think I could have reached out and touched the trees, I was told to wait for him to say stand up and we would be finished…..coming in to land there were several small Nepali boys packing away the gliders from other flights and one kid was right in our landing….I watched his eyes grow large and him practically dive out of the way before I landed on the spot he was sitting! After the flight Kat and I were invited to Join the pilots for some Dhal Bhat – spicy, spicy Dhal I felt like a fire breathing dragon!!!! We ended up getting the gopro footage of take off and landing and snaps inflight on a DVD so everyone can check out the amazing experience when I get my laptop and am able to upload – the view was amazing we had the best weather for the day. So stoked and pumped for such a great day.
Early morning start and off on our trek in the morning. Wish us luck as anyone knowing me understands that I have possible the WORST sense of direction! But looking forward to the days and experiences ahead.

On the trip from Chitwan NP to Pokhara

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Paragliding –

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Kathmandu to Chitlang

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First day of orientation….breakfast followed by a short cultural information session. Woman are inferior and not allowed to smoke, drink, and we have to clean and Cook while the men Drink and play cards haha.
Afterwards we went for a joyride from our hotel. ( all 20 volunteers) in 2 buses for the beginning of an adventure that would be Overnight to a place called Chitlang…..
The crazy streets of Kathmandu I saw poverty and contentment if at all possible…..kids running around smiling and washing on the sides of streets……but then rubbish filling the waterways and sides of roads…dirty and rundown shacks.
The roads are chaotic but somehow they make it work….beeping to let others know they are overtaking or about to squish u between another bus ( almost saw 2 moped pancakes!). I was about half hr into our “1.15 min” trip when I realised I should be afraid for my life but ended up laughing instead. To get to our mystery village we had to climb a mountain In our very old, beaten up bus that probably wouldn’t even be street legal in Australia. On the climb we broke down a total of 10 times….at one stage rolling back far to close to a cliff for comfort….the girls on the bus I swear I’ve never seen people disembark so quickly! After that we rock propped the wheels for safety. If you think the NZ access roads are bad or 4wd tracks ….they ain’t seen anything on this Nepalese mountain!
On the 10th breakdown we were told it would be faster to walk. A 15 min trip uphill to the top of the mountain and then a quick slide into the village from there…..following the track with nothing but our 8 year old guide we finally arrived over 2 hrs later.
After lunch we had to do a short speech about ourselves then it was game time 🙂
A game called kill the evil……2 teams trying to get a blindfolded teammate to the other end….while blindfolded you hold a long stick that you have to hit a pot hanging on a pole…..I managed to get down the end and hit the pot winning myself a delicious scarf for my troubles 🙂
Then a very competitive game of Nepalese soccer….needless to say I was USELESS but having a blast while I was there, and we won 🙂
That night we had a giant smoking campfire and we played charades…..mine was.. legend of the fall…..fall was easy to act out but the rest of my attempts were fruitless…..we had about 15 local men and women come to sing and dance for us for about an hour we watched and joined in until there were all of us dancing around. Pretty cool to listen to them…starting with a sound and then rhyming it.
Our accommodations were nice but freeeeeeziing I shared a floor with 3 other girls ….hunkering down in my cocoon sleeping bag I was snug as a bug 🙂 there was a roof over our heads but holes all thought the walls and into the hut. So much better than tenting as I had a toilet in the room for my 2am wake up.
Dal bhat is the staple diet in Nepal…..rice and lentil soup…..cooked early in the morning it didn’t sit we’ll on the stomach but I made it out of bed and was ready for action.
A short hour ride in the back of a jeep ….. 10 per jeep, we trekked out to a large lake where we took a boat ride …. I had a dream about this boat ride the night before….. Narrow boats that were full of people and very prone to capsize! …..my dream came true…..except the capsizing part which was narrowly escaped…..across the lake we all went, at the other side we disembarked to climb another hill to a suspension bridge which was 300 metres long (apparently…..) it was a sight to see in the middle of rural Kathmandu, it was metal and modern looking more than any other structure I had seen up till that point. Jumping and bounding we went across, then back into the jeeps and back for lunch….
The back of the jeeps were dusty from the roads….being open we had everything coming in so my bandana saved my life this day! After lunch we had to take to our transport again to get up and over the mountain and back to our hostel in Thimal. The choices…..a nice mini buss or the back of a jeep again…..Kathleen and I braved being the 2 girls to take the jeep with the boys and it was a rocky, bumpy, entertaining, scary and painful ride back 🙂
Battered and aching with a smile on my face I made it back to see my girl Gracey waiting for me 🙂 🙂 🙂

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